Tip Your Bartender – Glassjaw

Hit it one more time for our man in uniform
With a price upon their heads
This is a war! Sober up
But call it what you want
The color changes up in the sun

Not throwing stones at you anymore
Your name’s in lights and I don’t wonder
Anymore
Anymore

All my X’s live with hexes. This is why I hang
Myself with jealousy upon a fencepost half mast
Fashion: war between
The guilty and the guilty and the guilty and the guilty and the teen

Not throwing stones at you anymore
Your name’s in lights and I don’t wonder
Anymore
Anymore

Oh yeah, I would like to
See you die like mice do
I’m crying in the beer of a drunk man
And I’m crying, crying, crying!

Not throwing stones at you anymore
Your name’s in lights and I don’t wonder
Anymore
Anymore

Oh yeah, I would like to
Yeah I’d like to die like fucking mice do
I’m crying in the beer of a drunk man
I’m crying in the beer of a drunk man
Fashion! Fashion!
Buy it
Load it
Shoot it